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Katakuri turned on his back and his hips shifted. You noticed the obscene bulge already straining the front of his black pants, the fabric tented hard. Your mouth went dry.
" Okay," You whispered, more to yourself. " Let's... get this done, I guess..."
He snorted softly, almost like he was laughing at you.
Your hands shook only a little as you reached for the button of his black trousers, the fabric warm from his body heat. The zipper gave with a metallic whisper, and you had to put your gloves on before going in and fishing his cock out, the thing nearly slapping you in the face when you pulled his pants down a little more and nudged it out all the way.
It was... obscene. Even half-hard it was thicker than your forearm, deep flushed rose-red at the tip fading to darker base, veins like ropes under the thin, velvety skin. The head was swollen, already beading clear pre-cum that dripped in a slow, heavy string. His balls hung heavy and full, each one the size of a grapefruit.
"... Holy shit."
. . .
Two weeks at the Charlotte Breeding Farm, and you're given your first Bull Job.
Only to find out that... he doesn't fit in the fleshlight.
Time for Plan B